The Weight of Words
There is power in our words Unseen cause and effect unheard Life to the flesh or death disturbed There is weight to our words. There is power in our words Building blocks of encouragement Or crushing of the Spirit and
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Thorn of Memory
I wonder could the “thorn” in the flesh be a memory? A place of deepest grief or personal Calvary. That thing that is gone yet faintly lives in minds Where the heart is sometimes consumed by its thought from time
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Fragile as a Flower
I Want to Be…. Fragile as a flower Yet, fierce as lion’s roar Gentle with hearts of hurting Yet, causing Satan’s mourn. Strong into the battle Weak before His throne Zealously pursing Yet, grace to stop for groans. Confident of
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Paper Dolls
There is such vibrance in the body of Christ. Yet, rarely do we see His intended operation. The uniqueness of Christ in each of us is so desperate to pour out in our territories….our fields of ministry. Yet, we tend
To Whom I’m Betrothed
It was never meant that any should take His place. For He must be first…in all things and in all ways. Every relationship must rest under His headship first…every desire must be 2nd to His…every longing must be weaker than
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Sear the Wound
Satan is a master at digging into an old wound. For he knows exactly what your history holds. Where each painful memory resides and he does all he can to bring it to mind. When a wound heals it doesn’t
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
The Commissioning
There’s secret surprises hidden inside Placed by our Father for appointed times For in deepest sorrow and the breaking of heart He takes His key a treasure unlocks. You may not know but inside of you Are giftings and callings
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Rebuild the Ruins
There is a grieving of the Lord’s heart I believe for our lack of faith and lack of knowledge. His word has been so twisted over the centuries by men. We go from an extreme of counterfeit spirit manifestations to
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
Give Me Your Love
I give Him my worries and burdens of heart I give Him my morrows and daily onslaughts I give Him my needs and my longings of soul I give Him my children, their futures to hold. I give Him my
Poetry and Ponderings by Shelly
His Crown
A crown was placed upon His head One of thorns that dug with dread Yet we desire a crown with jewels With sparkling gems…not suffering tools. If diamonds are clear as clear as glass Then Holy must be our walk
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